A/N: I swear, I'm trying to write this faster but at the moment it's so hard for reasons unknown. But I'm positive I'll have the remaining two chapters posted within the next two weeks. Anyway, thank you so much for taking the time to read and review this. You guys rock! :)

Free Surprises

The week that followed was mostly uneventful. Tony and Gibbs mostly hung out at home or took a walk and just enjoyed each other's company. It was like nothing big had changed and yet Gibbs felt oddly fulfilled. He was out, had a great time every time he spent it with the younger man and he was happy for the first time in years. Betimes he still felt sad about Shannon and Kelly but the numbing pain seemed to be gone, instead replaced by a painful traction in his heart every time something Tony did reminded him of Shannon. It felt almost good, though. It was like he had finally managed to make some space in his heart for another person. It didn't mean that he was forgetting about the girls but that Tony was adding to them and it somehow made all the difference.

He was dreading the four weeks that Tony would spend in Vancouver for it would be the first time in what felt like months that he wouldn't see the other man on a daily basis. It was odd how used he had gotten to having him around. He knew that four weeks was nothing in comparison to his time with the Marines but it felt too long. Tony didn't mention it but Gibbs could see that he was feeling the same way, though he tried to hide it behind those jokes of his. Gibbs didn't particularly mind, he was glad for any distraction. Maybe it was part of why they fit like that. The part of Gibbs that was much too serious was overlapped by Tony's humor.

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Gibbs sighed and looked at his watch for the umpteenth time in the last half an hour. Time seemed to have stopped and while he knew that any case they'd get would be immediately forwarded to Balboa's team, he was still feeling slightly on edge as if a free weekend with actual plans on his side were too good to be true.

Tony had been gone for two weeks already and while they had texted and called each other every day, Gibbs couldn't help but feel lonely. He had spent more time in the basement than it was good for him but he had yet to touch a sip of bourbon. He hadn't drank any of it all on his own since Tony had come to him that night telling him about how much he hated alcoholics. He had had two glasses that night at the bar but that didn't mean that he had started drinking again. He didn't even feel the need to. Everything was well for once and while he did feel lonely, it was an entirely different lonely than before he had gotten together with Tony. It felt oddly good to miss somebody again and then to be just able to pick up his phone and call him.

But nights in the basement weren't on the agenda this weekend. Instead a plane would soon take him Vancouver to surprise Tony soon. He hadn't told him knowing that the younger man would tell him not to come as it would be too stressful and not worth flying for only seeing him for a couple of hours. Gibbs knew all of that but he didn't care one bit. He wanted to see him and for once they weren't on call, so he'd taken his chance, booked a flight and would soon be in the air.

"Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs," Abby raised him from his thoughts. "What are you doing on Sunday? Because I promised the sisters to help renovate their serving counter for the homeless and we still need a strong man to do the heavy lifting."

"I'd love to but I can't," Gibbs said feeling like he had just said no to a brand new puppy with the way Abby was looking at him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll be in Vancouver," Gibbs shrugged, trying to downplay the meaning of it but of course Abby let out a squeal a second later causing both Kate and McGee to look at them.

"Oh, you're visiting Tony!"

"Abs," Gibbs grinded out, "keep it down."

"Sorry," Abby said looking around but except for the immediate team members nobody had taken notice of her outburst. "Pack your gloves, it's going to be cold."

"It's Canada," McGee cut in. "It's always cold there."

Gibbs just snorted, idly wondering when McGee had learned to speak up and how to make a joke. The kid was growing up and he would soon be a very good agent. Kate on the other hand had gotten a bit quieter over the last couple of weeks and while she hadn't made any snide comments about Tony and him, there was still something bothering her. That much was plain to see. Gibbs didn't care much as she still did her work the way she used to but he missed her quirky remarks from time to time. He hoped that she would get around it eventually or at least tell him what was bothering her that much. For now he didn't want to force the subject as he was glad that the rest of them had been so accepting.

"What movie is he shooting?" McGee asked while he still kept on writing his report, an ability that Gibbs envied him for.

"It's a movie about the guy who wrote Peter Pan."

"That doesn't sound very action-y," Abby said.

"It's not."

"Yeah?" she checked back. "That's awesome. Kate and I have always been talking about how we'd love to see him in a different kind of movie."

"Tell him that," Gibbs shrugged. "He really wanted to do it but was a bit reluctant because he thought no one would want to see him serious."

"Who is he kidding?" Abby said. "I'd watch a movie with him just sitting on a couch, looking pretty."

"I'm sure he'll be great," Kate suddenly joined the conversation which earned her a nod from Gibbs and a wide smile from Abby. "He's a good actor."

"He is," Gibbs said, quirking a smile at her.

Nothing else was said between them but Gibbs realized that it had taken her a lot to just say those couple of words. Maybe she was already getting around. At least it seemed like she was trying.

"And now shoo," Abby interrupted their eye-contact. "It's five. Get out of here before you guys get called in again.

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Gibbs yawned widely as he got out of the elevator at Tony's hotel a few long hours later. Luckily Tony had let slip his room number a couple of days ago, so that Gibbs could easily surprise him by just knocking on his door. He had called him right after he had landed, telling him how he was just having dinner at his house back in DC and how much he hated doing it alone. Tony had sounded tired but happy to hear him, so Gibbs was sure that he would actually want him there, too.

He finally located Tony's suite and then knocked loudly, yelling "Room service."

He heard some shuffling from the inside before the door opened.

"I haven't ordered anything," Tony mumbled more than he actually spoke as he seemed to have just gotten out of bed.

"Are you sure?" Gibbs asked and it was only then that Tony looked at him, his eyes growing wide.

"Jethro," he then exclaimed, smiling broadly, the tiredness from seconds before suddenly gone as he all but dragged him into the room and then drew him in a tight embrace. "What are you doing here?" he asked after a soft kiss.

"Wanted to surprise you," Gibbs shrugged as if it was the most normal thing on earth. "I was lonely."

"Me, too," Tony replied, kissing him again. "Can't believe you came all the way up here."

"Free weekend," Gibbs shrugged again. "Why not spend it with you far away from home?"

His voice had gotten deeper all of a sudden and he had no idea why that was. Maybe it was the sight of Tony's unruly from sleep hair or the beard he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He looked delicious and as sudden warmth spread in his stomach, Gibbs realized that while there had been plenty of hand and blow jobs on both accounts so far, it wasn't enough – not anymore. Tony hadn't complained that they had been taking things slow but Gibbs knew that he was just patiently waiting for his turn. Maybe it was time to move things forward.

"Mhm," Tony just let out as Gibbs got rid of his coat and shoes as he moved into the other man again, stealing another kiss. "I really like your visit so far."

"Me, too," Gibbs replied as he let his hands wander under Tony's t-shirt.

He felt Tony grab hold of his sweater and pull him closer towards him. Gibbs let out a little squeaking sound of surprise but recovered quickly as he wrapped his arms around Tony's waist. He was kissing him in earnest now, his tongue opening Tony's mouth and pushing himself deep into it. Tony let out a startled moan and Gibbs smiled into the kiss. He grabbed Gibbs' hair and pulled his face even closer, his fingers tangled in the short hair. The kiss was so intense that Gibbs let out a needy sigh when Tony suddenly drew back, his eyes searching for Gibbs'.

"You're the one to call the shots," Tony said, still out a breath but not the least bit tired anymore.

"Yeah," Gibbs just said and smiled again, at the same time feeling himself heat up even more at the sheer understanding in the other man's eyes. "I want it. You."

"Okay, then," Tony grinned. "Finally," he added jokingly which managed to loosen Gibbs up, even though he hadn't even realized he had been uncomfortable before. "Get undressed," Tony then whispered throatily into his ear, grinning as Jethro shivered ever so slightly.

He complied though and then watched Tony do the same. He took a moment to enjoy seeing the younger man's naked body. He'd seen him before of course but he still marveled at him every time he saw him. He felt Tony's glance on him as he raked his eyes over his body until he reached his cock. With sudden realization Gibbs realized that it was already pulsing and standing erect. He let his eyes wander towards Tony's dick and was mildly satisfied that it looked very much alike his own.

Tony moved closer and then guided Gibbs onto his back and lowered himself down on top of him, covering his upper body with soft kisses. As he looked up for a moment, Gibbs couldn't help but give him a broad smile. Propping himself up on his arms so that they were face to face, Tony asked:

"How do you want this? You want to be on top?"

Gibbs blinked, realizing that he'd been stupid because he hadn't even thought about it until now. He had just wanted to be as physically connected to the man on top of him as they were mentally. He finally shook his head. "No."

"You don't?" Tony asked, surprise clearly perceivable in his voice. He kissed him again. "You sure?"

"Yup."

"Alright then."

Another kiss, a slow one now, gentle and deep and Gibbs felt himself unwind beneath the other man asthe last of the tension left his body muscle by muscle. Gibbs was feeling almost boneless when Tony got up for a moment and rummaged through his suitcase before retrieving a bottle of lube.

"Always be prepared," Tony muttered. "Should be one of your rules."

"It is," Gibbs grinned back but sobered quickly at Tony's intense gaze.

"We can still stop," the younger man said but Gibbs just shook his head. He really wanted this.

He kissed him again then felt Tony push his legs apart, lubing up a finger and then slowly, agonizingly slow, slid a finger inside him, never once taking his eyes off Gibbs' face. The older man let out a moan but he wasn't sure whether it was because it hurt or because it felt just good. He finally decided on the latter as he relaxed into Tony's touch as he worked his finger in and out of his body. The younger man continued his ministrations for a while and Gibbs was feeling the heat spread within him as Tony added another finger and after a few moments a third one. It didn't hurt anymore and he almost let out a whimper when Tony's fingers suddenly left him. Tony leaned down again, kissing him once more as he opened up the lube again and thoroughly spread it over his own cock. He settled between Gibbs' legs again and then looked at him.

"You ready?"

"Goddamn, yes," Gibbs just let out, unable to wait much longer as he had been on edge since Tony's finger first entered him. "Come on."

"You tell me when it's too much," Tony whispered and then nudged himself against Gibbs's entrance.

He then moved forwards, sliding his cock into Gibbs and then settling. Gibbs let out a breath as he tried to ride out the pain but was mildly satisfied when it didn't take much longer than a few seconds. Tony stayed still for what felt like an eternity as he just looked down on Gibbs and the guy looked so good that for a moment Gibbs wondered if he could come just like that, without even having been touched. Then, suddenly, Tony adjusted his position and thrust into him, causing Gibbs to gasp underneath him. It felt too good to let to keep it slow, so Gibbs wrapped his legs around Tony's body as he tried to force him in even deeper. He was relieved when Tony did him the favor, thrusting harder. Gibbs never took his eyes off him and Tony kept their gazes locked as he started to fuck him thoroughly.

Suddenly Tony adjusted his angle once more and Gibbs let out a surprised yelp as the younger man hit the exact right spot within him.

"God," he let out. "Keep doing that."

"My name's Tony," the younger man still managed to joke as he kept on driving into him relentless, each time getting Gibbs closer to the edge.

Gibbs already felt his body clenching around Tony's dick, feeling the sensation of just feeling the guy in him and he couldn't help to match the little sounds, gasps and moans that Tony started to let out with his own. Tony leaned forward and kissed him again just as Jethro arched up into him. Gibbs knew that he was coming close and it seemed like Tony knew it too because his thrusts seemed to get more desperate by the second. Gibbs nearly shouted out when Tony got ahold of Gibbs' leaking cock and began rubbing it firmly with each thrust of his hips. Their gasps had turned to deep moans as they gazed into each other's eyes. And then finally, Gibbs felt Tony spurt out inside of him, felt the drips of Tony's cum already dripping down inside of him and he just let go, shouting out Tony's name as his own climax rushed over him.

Tony hung there for a moment afterwards as he licked Gibbs' cum from his fingers and the older man idly wondered why the sight was so erotic that all he wanted to do was to get it on again, even though he felt so spent he didn't think he could move even if he wanted to.

"Definitely worth the wait," Tony breathed out as he finally moved and lay down next to Gibbs.

"Thanks for waiting," Gibbs replied, rolling over to place his head on Tony's chest.

"For you, I'll always wait."